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Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays

Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays Tracks

  1. Fruitcakes

    Fruitcakes
    Jimmy Buffett, Amy Lee

    Fruitcakes in the kitchen
    Fruitcakes on the street
    Struttin' naked through the cross walk
    In the middle of the week

    Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

    Paradise - Lost and found
    Paradise - take a look around

    I was out in California
    Where I hear they have it all
    They got riots, fires and mud slides
    They got sushi in the mall
    Water bars and Brontosaurs
    Chinese modern lust
    Shake and bake life with the quake
    The secret's in the crust

    Chorus

    We lost our Martian rocket ship
    The high paid spokesman said
    Looks like that silly rocket ship
    Has lost it's cone-shaped head

    We spent ninety jillion dollars
    Tryin' to get a look at Mars
    I hear universal laughter
    Ringing out among the stars

    Fruitcakes in the galaxy
    Fruitcakes on the Earth
    Strut naked towards eternity
    We've been that way since birth

    Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

    Religion, religion.
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa

    Where's the church, who took the steeple
    Religion's in the hands of some crazy ass people
    Television preachers with bad hair and dimples
    The God's honest truth is it's not that simple

    It's the Buddhist in you, it's the pagan in me
    It's the Muslim in him, she's Catholic ain't she?
    It's that born again look, it's the wasp and the Jew
    Tell me what's goin on, I ain't got a clue

    Here come the big ones - Relationships -
    We all got 'em, we all want 'em. What do we do with'em?

    She said you've got to do your fair share
    Now cough up half the rent
    I treat my body like a temple
    You treat yours like a tent

    But the right word at the right time
    May get me a little hug
    That's the difference between lightening
    And a harmless lightening bug

    ChorusThe future - Captain's log - Star date 2000 and somethin'

    We're seven years from the millennium
    That's a science fiction fact
    Stanley Kubrick and his buddy Hal
    Now don't look that abstract

    So I'll put on my Bob Marley tape
    And practice what I preach
    Get Ja lost in the reggae mon
    As I walk along the beach

    Stay in touch with my insanity
    Really is the only way
    It's a jungle out there kiddies
    Have a very fruitful day

  2. Southern Cross

    Southern Cross

    Got out of town on a boat goin' to southern islands.
    Sailing a reach before a followin' sea.
    She was makin' for the trades on the outside,
    And the downhill run to Papeete Bay.

    Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas.
    We got eighty feet of the waterline.
    Nicely making way.
    In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you.
    But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away.

    Think about how many times I have fallen,
    Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'.
    What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.
    I have been around the world,
    Lookin' for that woman, girl,
    Who knows love can endure.
    And you know it will. And you know it will.

    When you see the Southern Cross for the first time,
    You understand now why you came this way.
    'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small.
    But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day.

    So I'm sailing for tomorrow, my dreams are a dyin'.
    And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain.
    I have my ship and all her flags are a flyin'
    She is all that I have left and music is her name.

    Think about how many times I have fallen,
    Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'.
    What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.
    I have been around the world,
    Lookin' for that woman, girl,
    Who knows love can endure.
    And you know it will. And you know it will.

    So we cheated and we lied and we tested
    And we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do.
    You will survive being bested.
    But somebody fine will come along make me forget about loving you.
    At the Southern Cross.

  3. Pencil Thin Mustache

    PENCIL-THIN MUSTACHE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Now they make new movies in old black and white,
    With happy endings, where nobody fights,
    So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage,
    Honey, jump right up and show your age.

    I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    and an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I remember bein' buck toothed and skinny
    Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny.
    Oh, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.
    Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin up fast,
    Drinkin' on a fake I.D.
    And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana,
    But only jazz musicians were smokin marijuana.
    Yeah, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.

    But then it's flat-top, dirty bop, copin' a feel'
    grubbin on the living room floor;
    They send you off to college to try to gain
    a little knowledge,
    But all you want to do is learn how to score.
    Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear,
    I don't go to church, and I don't cut my hair;
    But I can go to movies and see it all there,
    Just the way that it use to be.

    That's why I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    And an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be,
    Maybe suave Eerol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby.
    If I only had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could do some crusing too.

    Yeah, Brylcreem, a little dab'll do yah,
    Oh, I could do some cruising too.

  4. Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season

    Trying to Reason with the Hurricane Season
    Boats, Beaches, Bars, Ballads

    Squalls out on the Gulfstream,
    Big storms coming soon.
    I passed out in my hammock,
    God, I slept way past noon.
    Stood up and tried to focus,
    I hoped I wouldn't have to look far.
    I knew I could use a Bloody Mary,
    So I stumbled next door to the bar.

    Chorus
    And now I must confess,
    I could use some rest.
    I can't run at this pace very long.
    Yes, it's quite insane,
    I think it hurts my brain.
    But it cleans me out and then I can go on.

    There's something about this Sunday
    It's a most peculiar gray
    Strolling down the avenue
    That's known as A1A
    I was feeling tired, then I got inspired.
    And I knew that it wouldn't last long
    So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
    And then I made up this song.

    Chorus

    Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
    Fifty knots or there about,
    There's white caps on the ocean.
    And I'm watching for water spouts
    It's time to close the shutters
    It's time to go inside.
    In a week I'll be in gay Paris;
    That's a mighty long airplane ride.

    Chorus
    Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on.

  5. Coconut Telegraph

    COCONUT TELEGRAPH
    Jimmy Buffett

    Tuesday on the island
    Not much goin' on
    The parties are all over
    They ended just past dawn

    But the jungle drums are beating
    With the tales from late last night
    Cause the stories bear repeating
    For everyones delight

    Chorus
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    Can't keep nothin' under their hat
    You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
    Sayin' who did dis and dat
    Dis and dat dis and dat

    Now I'm not one to deal in gossip
    But was he that big of fool?
    To do a belly buster high dive
    And miss the entire pool?

    Now what's the word on sweet Melissa?
    And the kid nobody knew
    Did Ricardo ever find her?
    I swear it's just between me and you

    Chorus
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    By now everybody knows
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    Just who comes and goes
    Comes and goes comes and goes

    It's humpday on the island
    And the lines have all gone dead
    All the juicy news is history
    I guess everything's been said

    But when the eagle flies on Friday
    And the boys break out the rum
    Then the joint begins to jumpin'
    And you'll hear those hot lines hum

    Chorus
    Put it on the coconut telegraph
    All the celebration and the stress
    Put it on the coconut telegraph
    In twenty-five words or less

  6. Cheeseburger in Paradise

    CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Tried to amend my carnivorous habits.
    Made it nearly seventy days,
    Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds,
    Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays.

    But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
    Some kind of sensuous treat.
    Not zucchini, fettuccine, or bulgur wheat,
    But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.

    Cheeseburger in paradise.
    Heaven on earth with an onion slice.
    Not too particular, not too precise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato,
    Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes.
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer.
    Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer
    For my cheeseburger in paradise.

    Verse 2:
    Heard about the old time sailor men,
    They eat the same thing again and again;
    Warm beer and bread they say could raise the dead.
    Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn.

    But times have changed for sailors these days.
    When I'm in port I get what I need;
    Not just Havanas or banana or daiquiris,
    But that American creation on which I feed!

    Cheeseburger is paradise medium rare with Muenster'd be nice
    Not too particular, not too precise
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato
    Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
    Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

    For a cheeseburger in paradise
    Makin' the best of every virtue and vice.
    Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
    To get a cheeseburger in paradise;
    To be a cheeseburger in paradise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

  7. Come Monday

    COME MONDAY
    Jimmy Buffett

    Headin' up to San Francisco
    for the Labor Day weekend show,
    I've got my hush-puppies on,
    I guess I never was meant for
    glitter rock and roll.
    And honey I didn't know
    that I'd be missin' so.

    (Chorus)
    Come Monday It'll be all right,
    Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
    I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
    and I just want you back by my side.

    Yes it's been quite a summer,
    rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
    And now your off on vacation,
    somethin' you tried to explain.
    And darlin' I love you so that's
    the reason I just let you go.

    Chorus

    I can't help it honey,
    your that much a part of me now.
    Remember the night in Montana when
    we said there'd be no room for doubt.

    I hope your enjoyin' the scen'ry,
    I know that it's pretty up there.
    We can go hikin on Tuesday,
    with you I'd walk anywhere.
    California has worn me quite thin,
    I just can't wait to see you again.

    End Chorus

  8. Son of a Son of a Sailor

    SON OF A SON OF A SAILOR
    Jimmy Buffett

    As the son of a son of a sailor,
    I went out on the sea for adventure,
    Expanding their view of the captain and crew
    Like a man just released from indenture.

    As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man,
    I have chalked up many a mile.
    Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks,
    And I've learned much from both of their styles.

    Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor.
    Son of a gun; load the last ton
    One step ahead of the jailer.

    Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder,
    You can shake the hand of the mango man
    As he greets you at the border.

    And the lady she hails from Trinidad,
    Island of the spices.
    Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet,
    And the rum is for all your good vices.

    Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
    Forefathers harnessed before us.
    Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings.
    It's a son of a gun of a chorus.

    Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends.
    If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.
    So I'll cruise along always searchin' for songs,
    Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker.

    But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor.
    Son of a gun, load the last ton
    One step ahead of the jailer
    I'm just a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor
    The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains.
    I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer.

  9. Volcano

    VOLCANO
    Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes & Harry Dailey

    Now, I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me say it now,
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    Ground, she movin' under me.
    Tidal waves out on the sea.
    Sulphur smoke up in the sky.
    Pretty soon we learn to fly

    Chorus
    Let me hear you, now
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me hear you now.
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    My girl quickly say to me,
    "Mon you better watch your feet."
    Lava come down soft and hot.
    "You better lava me now or lava me not.

    Chorus

    No time to count what I'm worth,
    cause I just left the planet Earth.
    Where I go I hope there's rhum.
    Not to worry mon soon come.

    Chorus

    But I don't want to land in New York City,
    I don't want to land in Mexico.
    I don't want to land on no Three Mile Island;
    I don't want to see my skin a-glow.

    Don't want to land in Comanche Sky Park,
    or in Nashville, Tennessee.
    I don't want to land in no San Juan airport or
    the Yukon Territory.

    Don't want to land in no San Diego.
    Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay.
    I don't want to land on no Ayahtolla.
    I got nothin' more to say.

  10. Brown Eyed Girl

    BROWN EYED GIRL
    Van Morrison

    Hey, where did we go?
    Days when the rains came
    Down in a hollow
    Playin' a new game

    Laughin' and a runnin'
    Skippin' and a jumpin'
    In the misty mornin' fog
    With our hearts a thumpin'
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Now what ever happened
    Tuesday is oh so slow
    Goin' down the old mine
    With a transistor radio

    Standin' in a sunlit lane
    Hidin' 'hind a rainbow's wall
    Slippin' and a slidin'
    All along the waterfall
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

    So hard to find my way
    Now that I'm on my own
    Thought about it just the other day
    My, where's the time all gone

    Can't remember back then Lord
    Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout
    Makin' love in the green grass
    Behind the stadium
    With you, my brown eyed girl
    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

  11. Tin Cup Chalice

    Tin Cup Chalice
    Boats, Beaches, Bars, Ballads

    I want to go back to the island,
    Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.
    Give me oysters and beer for dinner ev'ry day of the year,
    And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine.

    Chorus:
    'Cause I want to be there,
    I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
    With a tin cup for a chalice
    Fill it up with good red wine,
    And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine.

    Yeah, now the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;
    Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.
    Salt air it ain't thin,
    It can stick right to your skin,
    And make you feel fine.
    It makes you feel fine.

    Repeat Chorus.

    Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;
    Get that Packard up and let's move.
    I want to be there before the day
    Tries to steal away and leave us behind;
    I've made up my mind;

    Repeat Chorus

  12. FINS
    Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, B.Chance, Tom Corcoran

    She came down from Cincinnati.
    It took her three days on the train.
    Lookin' for some peace and quiet;
    hoped to see the sun again.
    But now she lives down by the ocean.
    She's takin' care to look for sharks.
    They hang out in the local bars,
    And they feed right after dark.

    Chorus
    Can't you feel 'em circlin' (closin'in) honey?
    Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only bait in town.
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only girl in town.

    She's savin' up all of her money.
    Wants to head south in May;
    Maybe roll in the sand with a rock'n'roll man,
    Somewhere down Montserrat way.
    But the money's good in the season;
    Helps to lighten her load.
    Boys keep her high as the months go by.
    She's gettin' postcards from the road.

    Chorus
    Sailed off to Antigua.
    It took her three days on a boat.
    Lookin' for some peace and quiet;
    Maybe keep her dreams afloat.
    But now she feels like a remora,
    'cause the school's still close at hand.
    Just behind the reef are the big white teeth
    of the sharks that can swim on the land.

  13. One Particular Harbour

    ONE PARTICULAR HARBOUR
    Jimmy Buffett & Bobby Holcomb

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Nature lives (life to nature)
    Have pity for the Earth
    (Love the Earth)

    I know I don't get there often enough
    But God knows I surely try
    It's a magic kind of medicine
    That no doctor could prescribe

    I used to rule my world from a pay phone
    And ships out on the sea
    But now times are rough
    And I got too much stuff
    Can't explain the likes of me

    Chorus:
    But there's this one particular harbour
    So far but yet so near
    Where I see the days as they fade away
    And finally disappear

    But now I think about the good times
    Down in the Caribbean sunshine
    In my younger days I was so bad
    Laughin' about all the fun we had

    I've seen enough to feel the world spin
    Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
    Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
    Listen to the singers make the world go 'round

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Lakes below the mountains
    Flow into the sea
    Like oils applied to canvas
    They permeate through me

    And there's that one particular harbour
    Sheltered from the wind
    Where the children play on the shore each day
    And all are safe within

    Most mysterious calling harbour
    So far but yet so near
    I can see the day when my hair's full gray
    And I finally disappear

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    UA PAU TE MAITAI NO TE FENUA
    RE ZAI NOA RA TE ORA O TE MITIE

    Bounty of the land is exhausted
    But there's still abundance on the sea

  14. Margaritaville [Lost Verse Included]

    MARGARITAVILLE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Nibblin' on sponge cake,
    watchin' the sun bake;
    All of those tourists covered with oil.
    Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
    Smell those shrimp--
    They're beginnin' to boil.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know it's nobody's fault.

    Don't know the reason,
    Stayed here all season
    With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
    But it's a real beauty,
    A Mexican cutie, how it got here
    I haven't a clue.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault.

    I blew out my flip flop,
    Stepped on a pop top;
    Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
    But there's booze in the blender,
    And soon it will render
    That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know, it's my own damn fault.
    Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault

  15. Love and Luck

    Love And Luck

    Better days are in the cards I feel
    Feel it in the changin' wind
    I feel it when I fly

    So talk to me I'll listen to your story
    I've been around enough to know
    That there's more than meets the eye
    Everybody needs a little good luck charm
    A little gris gris keeps you safe from harm
    Rub yours on me, and I'll rub mine on you
    Luckiest couple on the avenue

    With a little love and luck
    You will get by
    With a little love and luck
    We'll take the sky
    In this megalo-modern world
    You've got to try
    Try a little love and luck
    And you'll get by

    Mysteries don't ever try to solve them
    We're just players in a game
    And no one's keeping score

    So have your fun
    Go ahead and tell your story
    Find yourself a lover
    Who will glue you to the floor

    Everybody needs a little good luck charm
    A little gris gris keeps you safe from harm
    Rub yours on me, and I'll rub mine on you
    Luckiest couple on the avenue

    With a little love and luck
    You will get by
    With a little love and luck
    We'll take the sky
    In this megalo-modern world
    We've got to try
    Try a little love and luck
    And you'll get by

    Kole sere kole sere
    Kole sere kole sere
    Kole sere kole sere
    Kole sere kole sere

    With a little love and luck
    You will get by
    With a little love and luck
    We'll take the sky
    In this megalo-modern world
    You've got to try
    Try a little love and luck
    And you'll get by

    Kole sere, kole sere
    Kole sere, kole sere
    Kole sere, kole sere
    Kole sere, kole sere

    With a little love and luck
    You will get by
    With a little love and luck
    We'll take the sky
    Love and luck
    We will get by